#exseruit

        Multi-colored lighting adorning a ferris wheel shimmers off dark water beneath a full moon. On the boardwalk is where she catches a glimpse of him. The fellow former Espada stands by his lonesome, appearing to be reflecting on something when Nelliel’s feet move toward him without a thought. In a dull vibration of static she vanishes from some meters away and materializes behind, intentionally a little noisy with the motion. He’d probably be hard to startle, if possible at all, but she considers it a courtesy.

"Hello there, would you like a free sample?” Mizi felt kind of weird doing this, but one of his employees suggested that it would be a good way to promote the bakery and get new customers...however...he didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. He’d been on the other side of the equation many times; harassed by mall employees that wanted him to sample lotion or perfume. So, he was determined not to be like that!

“-just one girl, why can’t you...just hit her?!”                                “I’m trying, but...I’m feeling wea-” FWSSHLLK! “AGHK...!”   “Creepy...bitch!  Just shut the f-” KAPOW-POW!                                                                      “Oh god...what the hell is this...?!”

The armed gang’s cries would likely never be heard to others.  While this was in part because they would be drowned by the sounds of their own slaughter, another sound rang out above even that.  A song, a melody sung by the girl they’d been so foolish as to ambush.  One that, from what she had known for so long, would carry death to the ears of those unfortunate enough to hear.

♪ Requiem aeternam                                            Bullet right through the sternum                 Lullaby to Hell, babe                                                  Reaper’s got your name! ♪

“NOT VERY TALKATIVE, ARE YOU?”

Eyeing the rather strange-looking man some distance away from her, Revenant punctuated her sentence by plowing a fireball into the midst of a small swarm of shades. Some scattered; Others were not so lucky, shrieking in their misfortune before fizzling out. They were weak, their only advantage was to attack in groups... But this one hadn’t quite been big enough to be much of a challenge. One moment they’d simply been observers, ensuring her job was done, the next they had turned on her like all the rest.

It was annoying.

The few shades that remained skittered along the edge of shadow, appearing hesitant to retaliate. Revenant scoffed, turning her attention back towards the other. His gaze was unnerving, a piercing green with such coldness behind it that Revenant could almost feel. Everything about him screamed otherworldly, though in this place that was hardly uncommon. She was able to meet it, if only for a minute, before shaking off the tingle which had been creeping up her spine.

“That’s fine.” The fire which she had started had begun to spread, catching quickly to its surroundings and inching outwards in every direction. It would keep less determined creatures away, for the moment, but she had no intention of staying in one place for the duration of this catastrophe anyway. “You don’t have to talk. You just have to keep up.”

As if on cue, a bestial roar pierced the air some distance away-- Obscured by the surrounding buildings. It sounded much larger than the shades which had since dispersed... A gift, perhaps, from the GPU, another creature sent to partake in the destruction of the island. Head snapping in that direction, the woman paused before turning to him, raising a brow and gesturing to his weapon.

He’s pretty sure these people are aligned with NULL. Hard to tell from a glance, but they did attack him, so they might as well have been. Daki would be pissed with him if he went around carving up folks siding with the Stars. Maybe he just won’t tell her.

Some weird people in this city, though. Gyuutarou can’t help but wonder how they might taste.

His ears prick with a small sound, and he glances over his shoulder to find someone eyeing him. Hunched over a bloodied corpse, he must be an intimidating sight, but he merely wipes the blood from his mouth, not dropping his meal.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to stare, man? I don’t like people watching me while I’m eating. Unless you wanna join this guy, you should just keep walking.”

Is there really anyone to turn to? Is there anyone in this place that he could pour out his feelings to about this place? There has to be someone that he could partner up with for the time being. Get along with. Share a bonding moment. Have a beer or two. Talk about shit or talk shit. ANYTHING!

Twice wouldn’t allow himself to dwell in the shadows for long. It isn’t as if he has to feel like he was on the run from a couple of heroes. There was maybe one hero in particular he rather not see any time soon- but that wouldn’t happen. of course not! Not with being stuck on an island this big with all kinds of humans! Each with unique quirks and appearances. Even if the villain can’t do so much to show off his own technique, he could still marvel at the others he would come across.

Take one man for instance- pale as if he never seen the sun in his life with bright green eyes. The feature that did catch the man’s attention was not the partial skull he had on his head, but the hole he had just below his throat. No doubt that would be the main focus of all his attention.